Where the end of the road leadsNo pocket full of dreamsEver sold a thought spentAs the very last seconds We could only remember And our minds desperation Searching to piece it all together As if it were the holy grailThe smallness we may have missed Each time life starts When all we want is to continue on Waiting for more timeAs we contemplate wasting All we have left Hoping to find something We missed In every rise and fallOf what becomes The day's night To return to the dreamLike a drug That will never play As well as it hadThe first time around To the end of the roadAnd a pocket full of dreamsThat could have never sold All the thoughts we will ever have Penniless as the meaning We continue searching for

Her yesterdays slipping away silentlyMidnight shadows beckon to herThe coolness of the rain on her chilled skinShall she wither and fall to the benumbed ground like the leaves of Autumn?Conjuring distant memories that seep into her internal darknessSlipping away on frozen wings leaving her alone and hungering for moreWill griefs bitter heartache consume her?Or will early summers sun speak to her of a new beginning?Gentle breezes sweeping it all awayLingering only long enough to remain a lasting gift of comfortHis touch is nothing more than an obscure memory nowThe endless longing increases without her acceptanceIs there nothing in this frozen world that belongs to her?Crying out into the blacknessShe becomes one with her own anguishAs it silently permeates into her very beingBegging to be released from the confinement of her fragmented heart

for leather accruesThe miracle of the streetsThe scents & smogs &pollens of existence

Shiny blacknessso totally naked she wasTotally un-hung-up

We looked aroundlights now onTop see our fellow travellers~~~

I am troubledImmeasurablyBy your eyes

I am struckBy the featherof your softReply

The sound of glassSpeaks quickDisdain

And concealsWhat your eyes fightTo explain~~~

She looked so sad in sleepLike a friendly handjust out of reachA candle stranded ona beachWhile the sun sinks lowan H-bomb in reverse~~~

Everything humanis leavingher face

Soon she will disappearinto the calmvegetablemorass

Stay!

My Wild Love!~~~

I get my best ideas when thetelephone rings & rings. It’s no funTo feel like a fool-when yourbaby’s gone. A new ax to my head:Possession. I create my own swordof Damascus. I’ve done nothing w/time.A little tot prancing the boards playingw/Revolution. When out there theWorld awaits & abounds w/heavy gangsof murderers & real madmen. Hangingfrom windows as if to say: I’m bold-do you love me? Just for tonight.A One Night Stand. A dog howls & whinesat the glass sliding door (why can’t Ibe in there?) A cat yowls. A car enginerevs & races against the grain- dryrasping carbon protest. I put the bookdown- & begin my own book.Love for the fat girl.When will SHE get here?~~~

In the gloomIn the shady living roomwhere we lived & died& laughed & cried& the pride of our relationshiptook hold that summerWhat a tripTo hold your hand& tell the copsyou’re not 16no runawayThe wino left a little inthe old blue desertbottleCattle skullsthe cliche of ratswho skim the treesin search of fatHip children invade the grounds& sleep in the wet grass’til the dogs rush outI’m going South!

How can someone you don't know effect you so strongly, in a way that you'll never understand.You just sat, smiled and spoke so kindly, wearing cute clothes and studying,organised and stylish,you told me the shortest life story, we laughed then it stopped.You got off the train. Just like that, you were gone. A simple "see ya."Never to be seen or forgotten again.

With a smile you ask,"Darling, do you see the ant on my hand?" Yes dear"Darling, do you see the bright sun and the blue sky? Yes dear"Darling, do you see the sky? The birds and the planes" Yes dearBut I don't see.I see the nurse and the drip on her hand,the blinding LEDs and stupid blue curtain. I see the hills of untouched food and the mountain of meds.But I smile knowing that you can only see the sky.